Author's Note: Thank you guys so much for the reviews.They truly inspired me last night so here is what I came up with for you. Please R&R. Will try to update again this afternoon.
"And we're doing this because?" I asked suspiciously as Patsy took a flashlight and led me quietly from my bedroom at two o'clock in the morning—dragging me behind her as she glanced back at me with a grin.
"Because you need cheering up, and what's the best way to do that?" She asked brazenly as she looked around the corner and waved me on behind her. I just shrugged and followed helplessly.
"I don't know. A spa maybe? Sleep would definitely be good." I said while shaking my head and tssking when I realized that Patsy was so not paying attention to me. Maybe Patsy thought I needed female bonding—you know with all that testosterone floating through the air. News Flash: Patsy is probably the most unfeminine girl you'll ever meet. Anywho, I followed as she snuck up to SME's bedroom door all the while informing me as she went why she had really dragged me out of my cozy bed, and I just gaped at her like a fish trying to breathe in air.
"You have got to be kidding? What is this? Some screwed up dream about 'National Lampoon's Vacation' or 'Animal Party.'" I asked drowsily as I looked down at my fingers and then pinched myself—hard.
"Okay, owwww, that wouldn't be it." I complained as I rubbed at the raised welt I had just made on myself. Patsy moaned and rolled her eyes.
"Oh, come on, Jude. How many pranks have the guys played on us since this whole tour thing began? I think its time we lightened things up a bit." She said humorously as I raised a brow at her before grinning.
"You do have a point." I remarked, acquiescing to her primal need to rule the roost. Besides, I was starting to get that excited feeling that I used to have when Kat, Jamie, and I were about eleven years old and we tried roller papering our principals yard. Would have worked too if Jamie hadn't been allergic to the man's ten thousand cats. I let my thoughts wander as Patsy ran into the bathroom across from the boy's bedroom. I could hear the water running vaguely through the cracked door, and I balanced myself on the back of my heels as I waited on her impatiently. Exiting, she carried a small bowl full of warm water and a can of shaving cream.
"You didn't have a childhood, did you? Or was it too much therapy?" I asked jokingly as Patsy threw me a look and gestured for me to follow as she entered SME's domain. Without any hesitation, Patsy threw me the can of shaving cream and began immersing each of the guy's fingers in the warm water while I filled their shoes up with shaving cream. The sleeping figures began to squirm uncomfortably, and I had to put my hands over my mouth to keep from laughing as I realized the warm water had worked. Now to leave our signature.
"Did you bring your bra?" Patsy asked in a whisper as she sidled up next to me. I pulled a black bra out of my shirt and handed it to her while grumbling the whole time.
"I don't see why we couldn't use yours. It's not like you don't have more than one." I said sarcastically as Patsy walked over to the middle of the room in order to hang the bra on a chandelier. Quickly rushing for the door, she actually almost lost it before we even made it out of the room, and I laughed softly as we closed the boy's door behind us.
"Great decorating ideas." I said to Patsy solemnly "Maybe we should see about getting you on that show Trading Spaces." I said whimsically as Patsy swatted at my arm, and then pointed down the hall.
"Now you can go back to sleep, smart ass." Patsy said with a grin as she stalked down her room, stopping only long enough to open her door. I shook my head in disbelief as I marched into my own room and laid back down in my bed, smiling as I closed my eyes and drifted into sleep. We had a long day ahead of us tomorrow as we were flying into Rome the next afternoon.
My alarm went off at precisely 6:00 a.m., and I had to smother my laughter in a pillow when I heard three very distinctive shouts coming from down the hall. Jumping up quickly I locked my bedroom door as I heard Spied yelling my name, and rushed into the restroom to get dressed for a morning meeting at the studio. After showering and throwing on Jeans and a long-sleeved black velvet top that came somewhat off my shoulders and V'd in the front, I threw on a pair of high-heeled sandals and headed out the door, being careful as I went to avoid any collisions with SME. I had been schooled diligently by Portia how to dress whenever I went anywhere now as there were cameras everywhere. Thinking about Portia only gave me a headache and a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach, so I shook off the thought as I ran out the door of the manor and walked to catch a bus into town. I needed to see Kwest about a revision I had made on a song before the group met at the studio so I stopped only long enough to purchase a huge steaming cup of coffee before taking a detour to Kwest's hotel. I had just exited the elevator leading onto his floor when I suddenly caught sight of a beautiful dark-skinned girl walking stoically down the corridor to a room situated next to Kwest's.
"Oh he must be happy!" I thought to myself with a chuckle as I stepped up to Kwest's door and rapped on it a few times for good measure. When no one answered, I rapped again before whispering, "Kwest, it's time to get up. Open the damn door." I said affectionately as I placed my ear against the frame in order to see if I could hear any footsteps. Only silence. I shrugged and prayed that Kwest wouldn't kill me as I turned the knob on his door, and almost clapped in glee as I found it unlocked. I was just closing the door back behind me when a sudden noise made me spin around, and I immediately dropped my purse and cell phone while thankfully managing to keep a very precarious hold on my steaming cup of coffee as I came face to face with Tommy Q wrapped in a Terry Cloth towel.
"Oh dear God!" I said suddenly, quickly placing my hand over my mouth as I realized how loudly that had come out. Tom just stood there smiling slightly as my face turned red from the soles of my feet to the roots of my hair.
"I'm guessing you weren't expecting to find me in here?" He said on a chuckle as I swallowed hard around a very big lump in my throat as my eyes followed the line of his abdomen until it met up with the line of his pelvis where the towel hung haphazardly around his hips. I found myself praying for the damn thing just to fall off as I smiled sheepishly at him from beneath my lashes.
"I came to ask Kwest to help me with something. When did you get in? Why didn't you call me?" I stuttered as I felt excitement begin to course through my veins at the thought of him being in Europe for a little while. He shrugged as he took a smaller towel and began rubbing his hair with it.
"I guess I figured I would surprise you. Surprise!" He said on a wry note as I chuckled softly and ran into his arms for a hug before quickly backing away when I remembered the towel. He laughed softly as I bit my lower lip in frustration.
"Maybe I should throw on some clothes." He said with a smile as I nodded mutely before backing slowly away to sit down on the bed. Oh, I was on fire! A bedroom with a nearly naked Tommy Q. Oh, Somebody please throw cold water on me! I gasped as Tommy turned toward the bathroom, nonchalantly letting the towel slip as he closed the door behind him. Damn him! My face had to have turned several shades of purple as I grabbed a pillow off the bed and bit into it with all my might. Glancing wryly at the chewed up cuticles of my nails, I realized belatedly, 'boy, my relationship with Tommy sure wasn't having a good effect on my teeth!' I had just managed to get my breathing back to normal when the door to Kwest's room opened slowly. I stood up quickly, thinking for sure it was Kwest, but instead the open entry way revealed the beauty I had seen earlier coming from downstairs. I gaped at her while silently congratulating Kwest on his prowess when she suddenly stepped up to me and smiled.
"Jude Harrison? Hi! We haven't met. I'm Felicia." She said cannily just as a freshly dressed Tommy stepped out of the bathroom. Oh, this was awkward!
